A soldier's eyes can tell no lies
He's seen too much it's made him wise...
An island with beautiful sandy beaches
now tainted with disfigured warriors...
The waves crash quietly on the sand
while they glisten in the light of the moon...
It's my fourth trip to London within about nine...
I like the City as it's now and its fabulous past...
Carry me
down to the aisle...
I thank you for the sacrifices
You have had to take...
Bearing the pain that give my chest a heavy weight
just by letting a tear flow...
I say strike!
Strike i say...
Put down your drink, whatever it is, set it aside.
I know you seek comfort now but will you be...
When the fightings over
and the last shots fired...
Family sets our earliest views of humanity,
tempers the timber in our voices...
With so many battles and killings,
with slim chances of healings...